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The Soldier at the Gate

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The Soldier at the gate

There’s a soldier standing at the gate

The gate at old Fort Snelling

Eighteen-ten its building date

And its story worth the telling.

The land was first acquired by one Lt. Pike.

It stands atop a bluff where two rivers flow

Built to order settlers and Lakota Sioux alike

To guard a savage frontier not so long ago

The soldier dressed in red, no musket just a fife

He stood there in the morning and also through the night

Played the rallying tune that was to save his life

By warning of the French who came looking for a fight

The territory soon settled down

And towns began to spread

The prairie-land put to the share

Much to the native dread.

Farmers and ranchers took the land

And moved the natives out

Land-grab dealings underhand

For money carried clout

The Lakota Sioux were sent away

On a march where death occurred

These were lamented, dreadful days

And in the plains their dead interred

The soldier dressed in red still stands

A reminder to us all

Of olden days and native lands

Still there outside the wall

Author: Cethru Cellophane

I have reached the regrettable realization that I may have squandered my life. I did a quick count recently and figured that I have visited about 66 countries, and lived for more than 3 years in 3 of them. During this time I completed 14 corporate moves (relocations) and have changed my address more than 23 times. I should have settled on a profession that would have kept me in one place with no packing and unpacking. When I think of the time I have spent bundling my life into and out of boxes. Ah well, it's all water under the bridge. But I am grateful for the experience. At the end of the day I will be able to say with a certain authority, "been there, done that". A note about this site’s Header Image The Header image for this site is of the Smith Avenue High Bridge. The bridge was built in 1889 and carries Minnesota State Highway 149 across its span of 2770 feet, 160 feet above the mighty Mississippi River. The picture was taken from the river looking to the north-east and downtown Saint Paul. The bridge is about 1040 miles from New Orleans. One of the reasons I like this view is that I come from a city which has a spectacular bridge. It’s the Clifton Suspension Bridge http://www.ikbrunel.org.uk/clifton-suspension-bridge which spans the Avon Gorge and the River Avon in Bristol, U.K. It’s about 1350 feet long and stands 245 feet above the river below. Sadly it has claimed the lives of more than 400 people who have committed suicide by jumping from the bridge. As a side note, not all attempts were successful. two small girls thrown off the bridge by their deranged father survived the fall when they were fished from the river by the crew of a passing pilot boat. The bridge was opened in 1864 and was designed by the 24 year old architect, Isambard Kingdom brunel. It took 35 years to complete.

2 thoughts on “The Soldier at the Gate

  1. I really like the lilt of your poetry, Nigel. A well told story.

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  2. Ina, you make me smile. Firstly thank you for your comment. But the smile comes from the lilt. the lilt come from the tilt of the wine glass when I write. Ha was fun life is!

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